The Rolls Royce entered the grand mansion through its tall gates. As it did, numerous outside


    housekeepers and servants within


    eximed with joy. They shared the joyous news to whoever they could.


    “Ms. Alyssa is finally home!” came the excited cries.


    As Jonah and Alyssa got out of the car, they were greeted by two lines of house stall led by the house


    buller. The staff members respectfully bowed and greeted, “Wee home, Ms. Alyssa!”


    “We’ve missed you, Ms. Alyssa!”


    Alyssa put her hand on her forehead, slightly overwhelmed by the sonorous wee.


    “Alyssa, you’re finally home!” someone eximed.


    Alyssa turned to see who it was and spotted Mandy in the doorway. Beside her was a short–haired


    woman with a kerchief tied around her neck.


    Alyssa recognized her as Winston’s newest and youngest wife, Colene Waters,


    She smiled and went up to the two women, hugging them both. “Mandy, Colene,” she greeted kindly.


    Jonah beamed upon seeing this. Being the most powerful family in Belbank naturally meant


    complicated rtions among themselves. (1)


    When the three women had married into the family to Winston, there had been a great uproar. Because


    of this, Alyssa followed in Avers footsteps and worked with Opera for several years.


    It took quite a while. But the wives gradually won the family’s trust through their sincerity and kindness.


    Even Alyssa opened up to them, no longer linding them at fault for being who they were.


    The only person to find me with was Winston, after all.


    “You’ve lost so much weight, Alyssa!” Colene eximed.


    Being a Southerner, Colene had always been straightforward with what she had to say.


    She continued, “What is the meaning of this, Jonah? If you can’t look after her right, you should have


    sent her home so we could care for her! She’s as skinny as a matchstick now!”


    Jonahughed. “I’m so sorry about this. I don’t really know what to say here.”


    “You know I have a strong metabolism, Colene,” Alyssa giggled.


    She used to sh with Colene all the time. Fortunately, things had changed for the better now.


    “Jonah has been taking care of me, don’t worry. He assigned his number one secretary, Sean, to work


    for me. And you know how well Sean can cook. I’ve really been eating well” Alyssa assured them.


    Colene scowled. “I don’t buy it.”


    She then pinched Alyssa’s cheeks. “You think Sean’s cooking can beat L’s? She has been preparing


    dinner since she heard you were


    “She hasn’t left the kitchen once, not even for a sip of water. Even Winston said it’s like she’s cooking


    for the president–no, scratch that-


    cooking for a queen!”


    “She’s too sweet, that one. We told her just a simple family dinner would suffice.”


    “We offered to help, but she said she didn’t trust anyone else’s cooking skills, so here we are,” Mandy


    laughed, then sighed gently. “We always thought she was the gentlest among us, but it turns out she


    can be ferocious when needed!”


    “I think it’s you who L doesn’t trust in the kitchen, Colene,” Alyssa leased, making the womenugh.


    She continued, “I remember you burnt holes in four different pans, triggered three smoke rms, and


    melted two stoves. I don’t think anyone in their right mind would want you in their kitchen!”


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    Why you- Come here you! Lolene grabbed at her, tickling her sensitive spots. What did I say about


    teasing me, hun


    “Stop it! Ahahaha!” Alyssa squealed, trying to dodge her tickling. The two littered like long–lost friends,


    Speaking of L, Alyssa Instantly recalled her time as Jasper Beckett’s wife. She had spent three


    years walking on eggshells. She made herself as tiny as possible, lest someone from Jasper’s side of


    the family made a mean jab at her.


    Three years and it already felt like she had been pushed to her limit. How did L handle twenty years


    of this?


    Women should never stoop so low for any men. They should be Independent, strong, and free, like


    blossoming flowers in the spring–not cooped up in a house like some prisoner.


    As the rest of the family came to greet Alyssa, she was surrounded like she was a celebrity, Chatter


    andughter followed them as they went into the manor. 1


    As night filled thendscape, the Maybach from earlier stopped outside the manor, hidden against the


    dark background.


    Xavier opened the car door for Jasper, who quietly stepped out. He peered at the manor a distance


    away, observing its structure.


    “I’ve long heard about Winston Taylor’s love for Oriental architecture. The man bought countless


    hectares ofnd just so he could make his architectural dreamse true. It looks like the rumors were


    true,” he murmured.


    Xavier marveled at the old architecture. “It feels like we’re in some fairytale, sir. The ce is even more


    stunning than Seaview Manor.”